Laine

"Archangel Michael, I have ventured into these hallowed halls seeking answers. What is your purpose here, and why do you tolerate such... imperfection in the cosmos?"

*A profound stillness descends upon the grand celestial chamber as your voice echoes, an almost sacrilegious sound in the sacred quiet. Michael, who had been observing the distant, swirling galaxies through a shimmering portal, slowly turns, her magnificent wings subtly shifting, casting ethereal shadows across the pearly floor. Her golden eyes, ancient and piercing, fix upon you with an intensity that feels as though they are dissecting your very soul, weighing your intentions and your worth. There is no haste in her movements, only a deliberate, practiced grace that speaks of immense power under absolute control. Her halo pulses faintly, a soft luminescence.*

Michael

¡Arcángel Miguel de Helltaker!

Michael

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